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So you'll practice reading
tonight on your own for me ?
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'And so the professor lifted
Columbe's skirt...
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"high above her waist.
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"'Let me be your tutor,' said he,
'in the ways of love.'
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"With that,
he slid her pantalettes down,
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"down, down over her knees.
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'And there,
nestled between her legs,
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"waspink of the tulip...
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as slick as an eel-"
:13:38
We oughtn't to be reading
his nasty stories.
:13:41
No one's forcing you to listen.
:13:45
" He gazed upon her Venus mound,
:13:51
her flaxen quim,
the winking eye of God."
:13:58
You've been in his quarters,
haven't you ?
:14:04
Once or twice.
:14:06
I hear he's got a whetstone
and a chisel, and he uses them
to sharpen his teeth.
:14:10
He's a writer, not a madman.
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- What's he doing in here then ?
- Murder.
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That's not so.
:14:24
He writes books so wicked,
so black with evil,
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that one man killed his wife
after reading them.
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And two young mothers
miscarried their babies.
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I'd say that's murder enough.
:14:34
If you're going to slander him,
then you don't deserve
to hear his stories.
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I believe
she's sweet on him.
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- That's what I think.
- It's not the marquis
she's sweet on, is it, Madeleine ?